The other day while the boy was napping I went out to the fabric store. When he woke hubby went in his room and got him up. The boy hugged his dada and then sat up and looked around the room. Said something in gibberish, pointed at the playroom and told his dad to "go." Hubby brought him into the playroom where he looked around again and said more gibberish again. Then he noticed the car wasn't in the driveway. Mentioned it to his dad and then sighed. Hubby thinks he was looking for me and then realized I was gone if the car was gone.